[Intro] Holla at ya boy
[Verse 1] My swag ugly like Lonzo Ball’s shoe
But it’s all looks and n***as [?] when I fall through
I’m a dog like [?] I’m looking for a spar, unite it all
Watch me stuff your memoirs inside a cigar
I’m getting blazed in your memory
Crush these weak n***as like: ha, sheesh, give me energy
My whole fleet moving with mystique, that’s that synergy
Lame n***as talking like they made in the spot light looking finicky
Y’all bore, I’m more American Horror Story
You bore my words like paranoia to a porch warrior boy
Not in my category
Running that weak fade like Joe Torre
I’m in the clutch where n***as worry, sh** I’m Robert Horry
And this some [?] Protect your neck and get your chest split for your necklace, young and reckless
[Interlude] Ayy, ayy
Get that chest split for that necklace, young and reckless
[Verse 2] I don’t know where I come from with all this sh** I be thinking
But you not seeing me, you motherf**ers keep dreaming
My heart froze solid like I’m some kind of anemic
Stick my fingers down a trap like I’m some kind of bulimic
Swear my fingers stay itchy, I don’t need no glove
And if ain’t about the money n***a we don’t budge
Still from the mud, I’m from the scummy, I don’t need no love
All my family can’t stand if you don’t bleed no blood
[Interlude 2] I was hitting it [?]